A joke I heard recently
An Athenian collector goes to a remote village in Crete and he sees a man wearing a fine antique knife in his belt. With excitement the collector ask the man to sell his knife.
“No” replies the man.
The collector offers him more and more money but the Cretan refuse it. Finally the rich Athenian offers his bright golden watch to the Cretan for the knife.
The Cretan says. “Look my friend. Think of me. I go to the cafe and I drink a liter of raki and someone talk a bad word for me or my family. I have to reply. What I 'll say, a quarter past ten?”